Slytherin Princess
Chapter one:
Her hands shook violently. Her hair dirtied from months of bein unwashed, though you could make out it's golden hues. Her eyes big, the grey was depressing as they were full of sorrow. She did not move far as she stood in the cold rain covered park. She hid on a bench under a grand oak. Her light lairs were too big for her tiny form. She was young and sunken in. It was ashame to see such a youthful face with no childhood chub nor color. No mirth in her eyes only sorrow of her past. Tears welled up within them as she watched dispairingly after a small family.
One little girl with blonde curly hair. An innocent smile plastered on her face. Her mother and father smiling gaily down upon her. They had just walked out of a book shop. She felt green fill her vision as she stared in envy of the little family. Hidden away was this child who desperately longed for a family, a home... anyone who would just take her in. She wanted to be happy, to be innocent like that girl. But most of all she wanted to be loved by another. She wanted a person to tuck her in at night and to treat her like gold unlike many had before.
She was pushed from her day dreaming when someone violently slammed into her small form of 4'7". She stumbled and fell over into a pile of muck. Her hands scraping as she tried to regain her balance. She began to tremble shocked. She looked up at the person who had knocked her. She looked up with tears in her eyes and a jutted out lip. She was filthy now and knew she had no way to wash. She would need to go out in the rain.
"Why you insolent child!" A deep voice snarled.
The little girl looked up with silent invisible tears rolling down her proscalin skin. 'I'm an idiot,' The girl thought as she tried to remain quiet. Her gaze could not help take the man in. From his black shoes and black billowing robes as she would think they were, he was completely dark. His skin stark white and his eyes an ebony. His hair was black and greasy and he had a dark scowl upon his face lines creasing where they sat.
"Well what do you have to say for yourself?" He demanded coolly.
The small girl began to wail right then. Her eyes and cheeks became puffy and right then the dark man realized the rain had come down harder with this sudden out cry from the child. He also realized the girl had not answered him.
"Fine do not answer me, go home where you belong." He snared walking past her through the mud splashing some on her yet again.
The man waited for her to get up but she did not. She remained in the mud crying from his cruelty to her. She averted her gaze from him. Her dirty matted bangs curtained her vision blocking her into her own world -or so she hoped. He snarled seeing she was disobeying his wish. Oh how he wished to force her home with magic but not on muggle child, it could risk more than she was worth.
"Did you hear me?" He hissed venomously.
She shook in her fear. She looked up tears pouring freely now. "I have none." She mumbled to the man as best she could, her throat hoarse from lack of water.
The man stopped then and looked to the ground with the child in view. 'No do not...' He groaned in his head. Though something in him nagged him to. But he couldn't help it then... "Well then get up. Come on you filthy child come with me."
He snipped a little less colder but still stiff. The child froze in shock then. Her eyes looked up confused. She was filthy but why would he want her to come with him. A much richer man than she. She stood shakily hoping not to anger him. She stood shaken but she did well. Her stomach was hollow and grumbled softly. She was able to ignore it and so did he for now.
She looked up as he held out his hand to guide her. She was cautious as she should be. She awaited the beatings and the ridicule she knew would come. She waited for him to beat her, and tease her like everyone else yet what came next surprised her. "I will not bite," He said curtly as if a joke. She tried to warm to this.
"May I know y-your name s-sir?" She asked in a soft angelic voice.
The man looked down upon her now with no cruel expressions. "Snape, I am Severus Snape and you?" He asked.
She blinked and gulped. "I was never named, b-but over time I-I named myself. I am Briar Rose I heard the name once... it belonged to a sleeping princess."
Severus blinked and nodded curtly. "Well come then, Briar Rose." She followed still cautious. Snape did well to hide his pained expression as he led the nameless child along with him.
He had remembered his own Father's cruelty in a slight flash back. He remembered his tormentors over the years. Yet he still had pride and such to him. He had Identity but the little girl in his grip did not have such luck. She had to name herself. She had been so neglected in life people did not give her what everyone else did. An identity.
In time they had walked down many alleys and streets. Severus quickly took down the protection wards one the house and led the little baffled girl into his living quarters. She only took five steps out of his way and stood quietly by the closet of his home. Severus waited for the questions to flow from her but they did not. Her silver eyes just took in the hall and the doors in its sides. One to the living room and another to the kitchen and one before the stairs as she guest to be the bathroom.
"This is my home, you are welcomed in the rooms except my personal study and room. Please refrain from touching the objects around the room the only things you may touch are things you will not break. So follow me I shall show you the upstairs and to your room." Severus informed her coolly.
Her silver eyes understood fully and she did not speak. He led her up the dark wooded stairs. She did not linger on the paintings on the walls, but she could of sworn the people were moving. He led her to the end of the hall passing three doors and it was the opposite side that contained a double doored room. Which she guest was his room. A room to avoid.
He opened the door and revealed a good sized room. The bed was a four posted queen sized bed. A dresser and desk on the wall. She gasped seeing the plain white sheets. Severus cleared his throat at the girl's awe. She turned with tears in her eyes like a freed house elf.
"Th-thank you," She murmured and glanced once more around the room.
"Yes, of course. Now the door closest to you is your bathroom. I do suggest you go wash up and change." He drawled.
Briar blinked for a second and felt her cheeks turn crimson. "I -I do not have other clothes." She mumbled sadly.
Severus nodded grimmly and thought for a moment. He knew he could conjure up something and sighed looking at the girl. Her purple jumper was covered in mud and her pants were holly. Her undergarnments were probably in no better condition. She had a small frame and such so he decided dreadfully then what he had to do.
"Go for a bath or shower and take your time. Do not worry for such I can take care of that." He said curtly.
Briar nodded and went into the bathroom. She did as told to avoid angering the man. A huge elagent room was what stood behind the closed door with a nice almost pool like tub to her. Lined up were many shampoos and such. So many soaps as well. She stopped seeing herself in the mirror. She frowned seeing her tear streaked face stained with dirt. Her hair was nearly brown from all the muck. She silently teared up and tore her clothes off.
Her small body was bruised and filthy. She was painfully thin. She could see her ribs and there was no fat upon her bones. She sighed and went to get ready. She stared at the knobs to turn it on. She though did not understand which was which. She closed her eyes and wished for the bath to fill and bubbles to be in it. She wished her hair was clean and nice from the bath and her body would be to.
She opened her eyes and noted all of the above happening to her delight. She smiled a bit and almost gasped when the shower head came down and began to wash her dirty tresses clean. She smiled and all went well. It was almost as if the bath knew when to turn off and what shampoo and such to use on her hair. The long waves once the dirt were gone were so pale. Her skin white as snow. Her smile was bright as the bath allowed her to soak in the water.
Severus sat in his study and was preparing for this year at hogwarts. He had sent his house elf to fetch some good clothes for a girl on diagon alley. The female had complied and quickly returned with bags of clothes. Severus was surprised when the elf returned.
"Master, here are some clothes and such for the girl as ordered." She trembled in her words.
Severus nodded bemused. "Take them to the girl's room help her if needed and make sure she comes down for dinner. That girl is too skinny. She looks no older than eight by her size but I could be wrong."
The elf did as such disappearing as fast she could. Severus sighed and rubbed his temples. He mentally wanted to slap himself for taking in such a responsiblity. He should put her back out into the muggle world and forget her. Though the look she gave him and he couldn't he wanted to take this little girl with him but she could not know of magic. He would be risking a lot if he did.
A sudden shrill of a house elf alerted him. He rushed out and looked to see the little elf in front of his feet. Her eyes wide in fear. She pointed into the bathroom. He quickly peaked in. The sight he saw made his eyes widen.
the girl was soaking in the tub with her hair being washed. That was not the problem though, it was being washed by no one. The girl was quite content not noticing them. Severus closed the door quickly and glanced to the shocked elf. "Mention this to no one." He snipped and stormed off to his study.
Once there he was greeted by none other than, "Albus." He sighed.
Headmaster of Hogwarts stood in his study with a twinkle in his grey eyes. They were framed by half moon glasses. His long grey beard and hair was messed like always. He sat in Severus' rocking chair with a letter in his hand. It couldn't be -no he would not think it. But as he inspected the letter he could see the name etched into it. Briar Rose.
"Severus what a surprise. I was sending out school letters for our young witches and wizards when this one came to my attention." He held up the letter. "It was addressed to a young Briar Rose, no last name. She had your address though. I was confused so I came to see why. Then I heard the house elf. I am guessing you now know that young Briar is magical?"
Severus blinked shocked but shook it off. "Well, yes Albus. I did just find out but she is only-"
"Eleven years of age. Yes, ready to come to Hogwarts." Dumbledore informed the Potions Master.
"I did not know, she looked younger but also I just found her." Severus admitted to the Head Master.
"Of course. I do expect you to get her things as trusted. Now I must be going students are coming and I have preperations. Good day Severus." With that the elder man was gone.
Severus sighed and headed downstairs for dinner.
Briar had finished and went to the room Severus Snape had pointed out. She carefully opened the door. She found bags upon bags and she gasped. Tears welled in her eyes at the sight. "It can't be!" She murmured.
She opened the first bag. She found shirts and sweaters. She glanced in the second. Jeans and black track pants. She blinked at them and moved on. The third bag was underwear, socks, undershirts and pj's. She opened the fourth and found tolietries she needed. A brush she found and pulled out. She found a pink ribbon and smiled. She pulled out some black pants and pink undershirt and underwear. She grabbed an emerald shirt with a white sleeves attached. She grabbed socks and slipped them on.
She noted then two more bags she had ignored. She opened the closest to her. She found a pink coat and boots along with snow pants and other types of shoes. All together there was five pairs. The second was different it had books and a teddy bear. The tears fell from her eyes and pulled the teddy to her. She needed to thank Severus Snape for being so kind to her. She was about to find him when she remembered her hair. She wished it to be brushed and french braided. It happened and she smiled a bit as it tied with a pink ribbon.
With that Briar took off to find Severus. She headed downstairs. She froze smelling food. Her tummy growled like a wolf. She turned crimson and looked to the kitchen. At the table was Severus Snape. He was reading a book. She quietly came in and looked up at him. He placed his book down and greeted her with a curt nod.
"Briar, you got a letter." He said bluntly.
She knitted her eyebrows confused by the idea. She took a seat and glanced to the paper Severus was holding to her. She took it hesitantly. When she opened it she gasped. It was an acceptance letter to a school for Witchcraft and Wizardry called Hogwarts.
"I do not understand sir," she blinked. "I am going to a school for witches abd wizards? Are those even real?"
Severus stared at her and sighed. Of course she knew not of the world she was from. "Yes Briar. They are infact I teach at Hogwarts. I am the Potions' Master there. I will be taking you shopping for your gear tomorrow that you need, it was a little late in the year recieving but we can get supplies."
She nodded and picked up her fork warily. She tried her best to stab at the chicken upon her plate. She succeeded to her surprise. Living her whole life practically on the streets, she was left with no table mannerisms nor proper techinques to be taught to her. She struggled to cut her meat to bite it and was glad Severus had turned back to his book and ignored her. If she was to get sneered at by him again she knew she would die of embarrasement.
She successfully mutalated the chicken small enough to eat. She took her time knowing Severus Snape would most likely look with distaste upon her. She finished her meat and moved hungrily to her potatoes. She ate them happily. Next was the veggitables on her plate. She ate those too. She noted a cup of orange liquid and carefully took it. She did not realize her thirst until it was gone.
She sat now not knowing what to do, Severus had finished. He looked down to her and noted she had finished as well. "Do you wish for more?" He asked coolly.
She shook her head. "I do not sir, but thank you."
He nodded and snapped his fingers two small bowls of pudding came forth and she was shocked. "You can preform tasks like I?"
Severus smirked down to her and nodded. "A lot of Witches and Wizards can just they use a stick called a wand."
She nodded and looked at her paper. "It says here I need one... I prefer to just think of it..."
Severus chuckled. "Yes but most magic requires a wand Briar so you must. Do not fret you will learn how at Hogwarts."
She nodded and ate her pudding quietly.
A/N: What do you think? Reviews welcome :) I thought I'd try a little Harry Potter :3 first one. I try my best please correct me in the future if anything is not correct. -Maddi I OWN NOTHING EVERYTHING IS J.K ROWLINGS! I also would like to inform you now edited sorry for such a horrid version!